The entire Dragon Spirit was somewhat collapsing; it really didn't expect that just absorbing the Furious Black Dragon's Dragon Core could cause such a big disaster.
If this Fire Tongue really burned Yun Ran, could it keep this layer of skin on his body?
At the thought of a tragic outcome, the Dragon Spirit couldn't care about collapsing anymore; it immediately sped up its flight to find a way to remedy it.
"Yun Ran, you must hold on, don't get accidentally hurt by me!!!"
The fire spewed by the Dragon Spirit didn't harm Yun Ran, but it did give her a fright.
If it weren't for the Demon-locking Tower spinning above her head, the temperature from the Fire Tongue could have cooked her.
After the fright came the fury.
She thought about how she, the Young Master of Qingfeng Temple, was almost wiped out by 'one of her own'.
If word got out, her enemies might laugh to death, and they might even record this incident to pass down to their descendants...
